Take It Easy

Doesn't that mean that the rest of his life has to be on her?

Fu Xiao's heart beat heavily.

She was really not ready.

She also hates being threatened.

But just now, she looked at the closed door in front of her, thinking that she and Han Qiu might never see each other again after leaving, so she was very upset everywhere.

Her rationality was dominated by unhappiness, and she was forced to give in to the "threat".

Now, the unhappiness is still there and active.

Fu Xiao gritted his teeth hard for a while, but did not get the slightest relief.

She put her arms around her body irritably, and said with a broken jar: "Sister, I also said that I don't know what restraint is by nature! Threat me, just come, whoever coaxes is a dog!"

After the words fell, Fu Xiao saw Han Qiu's backlit eyes light up for a moment in the dark dusk, like distant stars.

At that moment, Fu Xiao's breathing also stopped for a second, and she saw Han Qiu standing up, and the movement of light and shadow on her face.

She has returned to her calm appearance despite all things. At this moment, her back is straight, her shoulders and neck are stretched, and when she approaches her step by step, there is inexplicable oppression.

Fu Xiao frowned in displeasure, remembering the picture of her sitting on the sofa looking down at herself just now, holding back and aloof.

She is like a down-and-out queen, strategizing in her bones.

Unfortunately, it fell into her hands.

Fu Xiao curled her lips and said in a provocative tone before Han Qiu was about to speak: "One day, I will make you cry on the bed."

These words were a bit abrupt to Han Qiu. She swallowed her words, thought for a while, and said, "I have nothing to do but wait and see."

Fuck!

Blatant contempt? !

"Don't believe me? Why don't you try tonight?" Fu Xiao raised her hand and stroked Han Qiu's soft lips, "Doctor Han, I want to stay with you tonight, can you?"

Han Qiu held Fu Xiao's hand, turned his head, kissed her softly from fingertips to fingertips, and then leaned close to her lips, "Jean, but if you want to make me cry, you need to go through the first level first."

Fu Xiao stuck it up, rubbing against Han Qiu with his fluttering lips, as if there was nothing there, "What's the first test?"

Han Qiu said, "Let me call."

—

On the weekend of the next day, Fu Xiao didn't go to work, but went to work to submit a document.

She had wanted to go alone.

Passing the living room, she saw the cigarette case and lighter thrown on the table randomly, she paused, turned back to the bedroom, and tapped on the door of the bathroom.

The sound of water inside stopped.

Fu Xiao was about to speak through the glass when the door was suddenly pulled open by Han Qiu.

She had just taken a bath, and now her black hair covered her shoulders, her skin was as white as jade, and she walked out of it barefoot, leaving a string of wet footprints on the ground.

Fu Xiao felt itchy, and curled his toes back.

Struggling for two seconds, she stepped on Han Qiu's wet footprints and walked behind her step by step, rubbing the water drops on her shoulders with her fingertips, "I haven't seen how you exercise, you have such a good figure, and your skin is as smooth as satin." of."

Han Qiu tilted his head slightly, brushed his hair aside, and wiped it with a towel, "You can be regarded as a natural beauty."

Fu Xiao let out a sigh, walked around to Han Qiu's front, and sized her up unscrupulously.

She really has never seen a woman who can be so beautiful, it seems that every texture and hair on her body is carefully selected by God, except...the obvious scar on the waist...

Tsk, some people are trapped by love, knowing that they are sick, and even send them to the door to be bitten by jackals.

Almost killed.

Fu Xiao suddenly turned cold and turned to leave.

She is free, so she is worried that Han Qiu will lose her soul again when she is alone at home. People don't even care about their lives, but whether they lose their souls or not?

Han Qiu noticed Fu Xiao's emotional change, grabbed her hand and asked, "Why are you suddenly angry?"

Fu Xiao would not admit that he was being a bitter wife even if he was beaten to death, saying that he was worried about her, and it would be impossible to call her to go to work with him.

But the words still have to be answered.

With a change of mind, Fu Xiao put the other arm on Han Qiu's shoulder, leaned over sideways, and said half-truthfully, "I don't want to go to work alone."

Han Qiu's eyes were dark, as if she was exploring the truth of Fu Xiao's words. After a few seconds, she lowered her eyes and continued to wipe her hair, "I'll accompany you."

Fu Xiaosong breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that she believed it, and quickly used that calmness to round out the words: "It's 39 degrees today, you should think about it."

Han Qiu said, "Think it over."

Fu Xiao was very satisfied with Han Qiu's answer without hesitation. She quickly glanced at Han Qiu's naked body and said, "Today I will choose clothes for you. Do you want to wear them or not?"

Han Qiu raised his eyes, "What do you want to do?"

Fu Xiao shrugged, "What can I do? You bought the clothes yourself, and I can conjure them out of thin air for you to wear? Is it okay?" Fu Xiao became impatient.

Han Qiu said, "Go and pick."

Fu Xiao snapped his fingers and ran to pick it with great interest.

I have to say that she was right when she analyzed it in the camp. Mr. Han is a man with a decent appearance and a fancy prudence on the inside. The long dresses in her closet are very sexy, but...

It looks like something you would wear for a formal occasion, it's gorgeous.

Fu Xiao frowned.

A child from a family that just does a "dot" business needs a whole cabinet of dresses, and they are all expensive?

"These are the clothes from the early years, and the ones I'm wearing now are in the closet behind you." Han Qiu said from behind.

Fu Xiao froze for a moment, closed the cabinet door, turned around, and opened another one.

The pictures in the two cabinets are very different.

Fu Xiao made a rough count, and even if he added up all the clothes for the four seasons, there were only a dozen or so sets.

From heaven to earth, there is also a regret that can never be made up.

Fu Xiao felt a stab in his heart, wondering uncontrollably, did the Han Qiu from fifteen years ago ever despaired at a certain moment? If so, how did she survive it?

...the woman who had been with her for seven years?

If so, then it's quite understandable that she ran out with illness on that woman's wedding day, and was almost bitten to death by a jackal.

If it is, that woman must be very important to her even if she has passed away.

Fu Xiao stared at the clothes in front of her, but she didn't realize that her gaze suddenly became very deep.

Han Qiu put his hand on his shoulder suddenly, and Fu Xiao's gaze flickered, moving to the end of his eyes.

The woman's fingers are thin and long, with well-defined joints.

"What are you thinking about?" Han Qiu reached out and took a suit of clothes and asked.

Fu Xiao held her wrist, put the clothes back, changed her into a light-colored one, and said, "It's nothing."

After finishing speaking, Fu Xiao turned and left the cloakroom, walking out of the bedroom.

Han Qiu followed her gaze thoughtfully, but in the end it was fruitless.

—

When he arrived at the provincial station, Fu Xiao finished the work in only 20 minutes, but came out an hour later.

On the side of the road, Han Qiu stood there with his back straight, as if he couldn't feel the harshness of the sun.

Fu Xiao looked at it from a distance, and suddenly couldn't remember what he was tossing about for forty minutes.

She took a deep breath, let it out heavily, walked quickly to Han Qiu, and said, "Are you stupid? There is a coffee shop next to it, why don't you go and wait in the shop?"

Han Qiu turned around, with sweat on his temples, "Before you went in, you said it would be done in 20 minutes. I thought it would be soon."

Soon there is no need to bask in the sun here!

Fu Xiao frowned and looked at Han Qiu for a long time, then turned her gaze away, "I have something else to do at the moment."

Han Qiu asked, "Are you done with your work now?"

Fu Xiao said absently, "It's over."

Han Qiu's lips parted slightly, and after a few seconds, he asked, "Fu Xiao, are you upset?"

Fu Xiao clenched the phone tightly, laughed and said, "No, I'm very happy, hey, answer the phone."

Fu Xiao really has a phone call.

A colleague called, she quickly pressed to answer.

Today's sun is really poisonous.

After standing for two minutes, Fu Xiao couldn't bear it anymore, covered the microphone with one hand, pointed in the direction with his chin, and said to Han Qiu, "Go buy me a cup of coffee, it's cold."

Han Qiu kept looking at Fu Xiao, blinked and confirmed with her, "Coffee?"

Fu Xiao pointed to the phone, and the voice returned to normal, "If you compare the ratings of previous episodes, don't you know what's hot?"

Han Qiu waited by the side for a while, seeing that Fu Xiao didn't intend to stop, turned around and walked in the direction she just pointed.

In the back, the conversation between Fu Xiao and his colleagues was suddenly interrupted, and he looked at her back motionlessly.

"Fu Xiao?" The colleague couldn't hear the sound, and said strangely: "The signal is not good?"

Fu Xiao withdrew his gaze and responded in a low voice, "I can hear you, continue."

…

Soon, Han Qiu came back and everything returned to normal.

Fu Xiao had already finished answering the phone, and when she saw the fruit tea in Han Qiu's hand, she asked with a smile on her face, "Should I speak human language?"

Han Qiu said, "Yes."

"So you can't understand human language?"

"You can't have coffee right now."

Fu Xiao took the fruit tea handed over by Han Qiu, and complained dissatisfiedly, "I am a virgin girlfriend, obviously I have found a mother."

Han Qiu paused, "Girlfriend?"

Fu Xiao, "..."

Talk again! Talk again!

Let you finish all the words alone, right?

Fu Xiao twitched both of his mouths in his heart, and said calmly, "Did I say something wrong?"

When the corner of Han Qiu's lips moved, Fu Xiao saw a smile, "You..."

Han Qiu said: "There is nothing wrong. Say it again."

Fu Xiao refused, and took the fruit tea to his mouth.

"Normal temperature?" Fu Xiao realized later, and said incredulously: "It's fine if you don't buy coffee, and you don't buy cold ones. Han Qiu, have you lived enough?"

Han Qiu said: "No. I still want to save my life. Listen to you and talk about your girlfriend a few more times."

Fu Xiao smiled, "You, do, dream!"

Fu Xiao saw water droplets on the outer wall of the cup of fruit tea in Han Qiu's hand, guessing that hers was cold, so she took advantage of the situation to grab it.

Han Qiu wanted to help her, but couldn't avoid it, so he could only raise his hand.

Fu Xiao snatched to no avail, turned around and left.

Han Qiu couldn't react in time, so he took a moment to catch up quickly, "I can only take a sip."

Fu Xiao said, "It's not rare."

"I invite you to drink."

"I need it."

Han Qiu said, "Fu Xiao, I beg you."

Fu Xiao's hurried steps stopped suddenly, and he stared at Han Qiu with a strange look, "Doctor Han, can you still carry your old cadre without seeing your persona?"

Han Qiu said: "The essence of a person is the self in the eyes of others. There is a certain relationship between whether the relationship is close or not, and whether the relationship is close or not. Therefore, the person is not static. It will be subtle according to the person you are facing. Even hugely enlarged."

"speak English."

"You are my date, and my current personality is the one that pleases you."

"..."

If you don't open the door to these love words that come at your fingertips, it will be a loss to many people.

Fu Xiao didn't want to admit that he was really pleased, so he purposely put on airs and leaned over to take a sip.

It's so cool, it's just refreshing.

She subconsciously wanted to take a second sip, but saw that Han Qiu had already taken the cup, and naturally handed it to her mouth, holding the straw she had just bitten into.

Her lips are gorgeous.

She was forcibly blocked by the wall before going out in the morning, rubbed some lipstick from her lips with her fingers, and wiped it on.

She didn't know what she was thinking at that time, but when she saw her face, she somehow wanted to keep something of her own on her body.

I still don't know, but I have to admit that she is very suitable for this kind of flamboyant red.

The noon sun was still slanting, sliding across the side of her face, blurring the edges and corners.

Fu Xiao stared fixedly, feeling an urge to pry her lips open and make her moan out of control.

Thinking of how he tried his best in the past, but only heard an imperceptible "um—" from deep in her throat, Fu Xiao wiped his fingers and asked her, "How does it taste?"

Han Qiu said, "It's okay."

"I didn't ask you about fruit tea, I mean..." Fu Xiao left a half-sentence, raised his hand and tapped his lips, "How does it taste like? You sucked the straw so deeply just now, you should have tasted it."

Han Qiu's dark eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at Fu Xiao, "You are so courageous, you dare to spare no effort to find trouble when you are away from home."

Fu Xiao smiled, "Where is this, and there are more daring ones, do you want to experience it?"

Han Qiu said, "I don't think so for now."

"Nothing."

"Of course it's boring if you don't eat."

"..."

Korean cold humor?

Fu Xiao shivered and said, "Soon, let's have a meal together at noon?"

Han Qiu said, "Okay."

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